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This is my first fanfiction, so please be nice! Also english is not my first language so I'm so sorry for any grammar mistakes.

Regina P.O.V.

   It's been two months since I've made the biggest mistake of my life. Emma won't talk to me, and to be honest I can't blame her. I still can see the hurt in her eyes, hear the hurt in her voice.

*Flashback*

  "Hey babe!" Emma said and lean in to kiss me but I looked away, she frowned. "What's wrong?"
   "Miss Swan we need to talk." I said fight back tears.
   "Regina... you're scaring me... why are you calling me miss swan? I thought we were past that." I looked at her and saw that her eyes were glassy.
   "I think we should break up" I said and a tear escaped my eyes.
   "Wh-what are you talking about Regina? I-I love you. I don't want to break up..." she said sobbing. She fell on her knees and grabbed my hips burying her head on my stomach.
   "Miss sw..."
   "Emma! My name is Emma!" She said cutting me off. "Why are you doing this? Are you mad at me? Have I done something? I dont know what I did but I'm so sorry please forgive me!" Emma begged still sobbing on my stomach. I looked down at her now crying as well.
   "Emma, it's not you I just think we need some time alone" I said crying. She let go of my hips and stood up.
   "Do you love someone else?" She asked and I could hear anger in her voice. "Do you not love me anymore? Is that it?" She yelled. I stood there in shock not knowing how to respond. "That's it isn't it?" Before I could say anything she stormed out of the house. I fell on the floor sobbing. What have I done?

Emma P.O.V.

   I ran out of the house, tears running down my face. I ran to my bug and drove to the Rabbit Hole. Once I got there I sat in my car thinking about what had happened just 10 minutes ago. Was it me? Did I not show her how much I love her? I asked if she loved someone else, she didn't answer, but I think she was just shocked. She would have told me right? I looked at my cup holder and saw a picture. I grab it and the tears start falling again. It was a picture of Regina and I's first date. Henry begged us to take a photo, it was like he was sending his moms to the prom or something. I got out of the car and put the photo in my back pocket. I enter the bar and sat on a table.
   "Good evening sheriff swan" the barman said.
   "Hi Joe"
   "Bad day?" Joe asked.
   "Something like that..."
   "So... what can I get you?"
   "Shots" I said and Joe nodded and handed me a shot " keep them coming" I was sitting at the bar for about two hours when someone sat next to me.
   "Hi" she said
   "Hey..." I said not looking at her and taking another sip of my drink.
   "I just want to apologize for what happened with Regina..."
   "It's not your fault." I said cutting her off and looking at her. I looked at her eyes and saw guilt. I frowned.
   "It is... if I hadn't given her a ride home that day..."
   "What do you mean?" I asked Mulan.
   "You two had been in a fight and..."
   "And what?" I asked screaming.
   "We slept together!"
   "You-you what?"I asked confused "how could you? You're one of my best friends and you slept with my girlfriend? The women I love?"
   " Em... calm down..."
   "Calm down?! Gosh I can't believe this!" I said as I stood up paying and walking out of the bar.
   "Emma please forgive me!" Mulan begged.
   "No! You don't get to ask for forgiveness and you don't get to talk to me, you're not my friend anymore!" I yelled and entered my bug not knowing where to go.

*End of flashback*

  
   It's been two months since I found out about Regina cheating on me.she calls and texts but I don't answer. I've been avoinding her, it's just to hard to even look at her right now. I ended up coming to granny's that night and I rented a room. I could always have gone to my parents house, but they need their space just as much as I need mine. Ruby has been really supportive and she's there when I need a shoulder to cry on. Basically all I do is grab breakfast, go to the station, have lunch, leave the station, have dinner and go to my room.

So what do you think? Should I keep writing?

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